The Pretty And The Popular

Chapter Eleven

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Chapter Eleven

I groaned and opened my eyes, closing them again in a yawn. I was extremely comfortable, to much so to move.

"Hmm..." I sighed. Lucas stirred underneath me, and I looked up at him into his sleep filled eyes. The blue sparkled at me, making me smile through the cloudy haze hanging around my head. He smiled back, kissing me on the top of my forehead.

"You feeling okay?" he asked. "Do you need any pain meds?"

"No." I chuckled. "But breakfast would be good." I smiled moving up to a sitting position and kissed him goodmorning. My leg was a bit sore, and only hurt when I thoglught about it. Stitches...ohhh...

"I love you." he murmmered, kissing me again.

"I love you, too." I love feeling his tong on my own and on my teeth. It felt so natural, just plain right! There was a soft nock and I pulled back, forcing a yawn that came all too easily.

"Ready for breakfast?" the nurse asked.

"Definately!" we both said.

The nurse giggled, and smiled at us. "Miss Thomas there are some clothes you're sister brought you on the chair, so you may change. I'll wait in the hall."

"Thank you!" I slid carefully off the bed as the nurse ducked out again. I grabbed the pile. I medium fitting pair of black sweatpants (not as tight as jeans, but not baggy) and a tight fitting pink tshirt. There was also a pair of grey flip flops from Old Navy. I pulled off the gown and started changing. I could feel Lucas' gaze trying to look eslewhere, but somehow I wasn't moving. I turned around in my bra and sweats, hands on hips.

"You just can't help it, can you?" I laughed.

"Im sorry." he turned around. "Continue." I could hear the grin in his voice. I pulled on the shirt and tied my hair into a high pony tail, clipping back the bangs.

"Ready." I sighed. He you up and put his arm around me.

"Lets go." he opened the door after slipping on his tennishoes. The nurse took us to a patient dining area, and we took our plates and grabbed what we liked.

"So tons of parents are sueing, including yours. The school won't be open for a while, either." Lucas was saying as we walked - I limped - out of the caffeteria. We were aloud to leave after speaking with the nurse once more, and Lucas drove. His mom had dropped off his car.

"Where are we going?" I asked watching the hospital disappearing behind us into the rain and snow.

"Hm. Up for a movie?" he asked.

"Im not really dressed-"

"You look like a model whatever your wearing. No worries." he smiled to the road out in front of us.

"Thanks. Do you think we could go to your place?" I asked. "Id love to see it sometime."

"Sure." he shrugged, turning down a long twisting road. The road turned to gravel and he turned left at the forst turn off, then right. There was a paved driveway and a gate. He got out and punched in a code.

"High tech." I smiled. Their house was a bit smaller than mine. My home minus the pool and gym room.

"Yeah, I'll sure miss it." he smiled sadly up at the house.

"Woah, Lucas. Stop." the car stopped. "What do you mean, 'miss it'?"

"Um, well my dads job keeps us, uh, moving." he hesitated.

"Lucas!" I turned in my chair and gripped his arm. "When are you mooving?"

"I dunno. Could be any time." his thumb ran again and again over the back of my hand.

"Why?" I asked.

"Dad's job."

"What IS your fathers job?!" I gripped him hard with my good hand.

"Well..." he seemed to think.

"You know you can tell me." I said.

"My dad is a spy for the army. People have come to find us, by us i mean his family, to get revenge on my dad. They can come at any moment. We never know when. My mom is ping to switch jobs soon because she's getting a lot of publicity." I wanted to cry. We'd just finally gotten togeather, and now I figure out that I may only have another day with him? Okay, there is something seriously wrong with this picture!

"Just keep going." I croaked. He pulled up at the house. When he got out I unbuckled and rested my head in my hands, feeling a tear run down my right cheek. I couldn't believe this. Life was so unbelieveably unfair. My door opened and he reache Doug, outing his arms around me, and I put my arms around his neck, holding on tight.

"This is why I can't tell anyone. Esepially people like you who I...love." he said.

"F my life." I groaned.

"Come on. Let's go watch a movie. The Hills Have Eyes two?" he suggested.

"Trying to distract me again, are you?" I joked l, remembering the last time this had happened.

"Maybe this time you won't smack me." he said, kissing me slowly and softly. I leaned into him, begging for more of this better-than-chocolate taste. He pulled back and picked me up, carrying me up the stairs to his house, setting me down before we walked in through the door. The house was very comfortable, with golden, brown, and reddish tones. His room was plain, a red brown color and tan carpet with a few basketball posters on the walls. I laid down on the bad and we got the DVD set up.

"ahh!" I yelled out when Lucas grabbed my sides during a scary part in the movie. We both laughed and he pulls me back on top of him. We started kissing, making out. Then I found my shirt being slid gently from my torso and I pulled it off, sliding my hands under his as his hands worked at the back of my bra.

"Tiffany," he said. "Hold up." he sat up:

"What?" I asked.

"Your stitches. We can't. They'd tear." he said, restin a hand gently on the side of my face.

"Lucas," i groaned, wrapping my arms around him, both of us collapsing backwards.

"I know. If it weren't for the circumstance I'd have you."

"If it weren't fore these stitches I'd have had you after that game. But now your not only me basketball star, your my night in shining armor." we kissed and I stayed the night, afraid that if I left he'd be gone in the morning.